User Number: 12888
Number of Posts: 16
Here we see the ever-elusive Maxergus maxers (Maxerg) in her natural domain. Note the strange plumage of Hawaiian shirt coupled with Hippified blue jeans. Max (as those familiar with this species often refers to her) can be found when not at the life-giving computer terminal at the infamous watering hole known as the Horseshoe Cafe and Ranch Room (giddeeyup).
Max is not a food.
Strengths: Not a food!
Tough on the outside, chewy on the inside. (But still not a food.)
Bad taste in men. (Boy howdy!)
Special Skills: Short bus special?
Multitasking madness abounds!
The Max's skills can't even begun to be put into meer words. (Meerkats!)
Weapons: Yes, please.
Steel-toe boots, caustic wit, and the ability to deny your very existence.